In the bay where all the bombs fall <br />the sea has left the sea <br />In a mirrored wall I saw myself <br />walk away from me <br />where all the men have fallen down <br />though women still can dream <br />and as for all the wise men, <br />all they seem to do is seem <br /> <br />a leaf can break the wheel of fate <br />upon a butterfly <br />the meek inherit bitter fruit <br />and weakness by and by. <br />The chemistry of beauty <br />is the chemistry of lust <br />and like the coriolis wind, <br />we must do what we must: <br />tinkle vague like tender glass, <br />thunder fear like splitting stone <br />and down the fell and rainbowed path, <br />wonder out of skin and bone <br /> <br /> <br />20 04 13<br /><br />jim hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/specks-5/
